"Mom said; 'if a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it.' Can you believe it? What world does she live in?" Jane, daughter of Fairy Godmother, paced from Mal and back to where I was.

Me, E, M and Jane were together in Mal and Evie's dorm. Me, having shared a dorm with Lonnie, and Jane sharing a dorm with another unknown AK, probably.

"Auradon." Mal said, as I stayed laying down one of their beds.

"Mal, do you like?" Evie picked up the piece of clothing she had been sewing over the past hour we were here.

"Yeah, it's cute." Mal looked up from her sketch book, "It brings out your eyes."

"Yeah, I know."

"I'll never get a boyfriend." Jane complained and laid on the same bed, next to me.

"Boyfriends are overrated." Mal said, having no such history of having any boyfriends, E shot back at her remark;

"And how would you know, Mal?" She propped her hand to rest her chin on. "You never had one."

"It's because I don't need one, E. They're a waste of time."

"Yeah, for once I can agree with that, E." I said, as she, the one and only, Evie Grimhilde gasped in realisation.

"I forgot to do Chad's homework."

"And that's why she thinks differently, Eves."

Evie grabbed the prince's bag, taking out the said 'homework' and doing it just like the boy said.

Sometimes I even wonder why she likes princes so much. But, I guess she takes that from her mother. The Evil Queen.

I laid down, arms spread wide beside me while my wrists hung from the side of the bed, which was probably Evie's since Mal had been on the other one, sketching.

But that little comfortable moment I had, turned upside down in a heartbeat. The daughter of Mulan, AKA Lonnie, AKA my roommate, rushed into the room.

But I was grateful that I had my earphones with me, so I could try
to block out the remaining voices in the room, and also from my head ─ deep, from the back of my mind, ─ I plugged in my headphones, playing a playlist Ben had put willingly in the device for me.

♩ Fire on fire, would normally kill us ─ ♩ The singer sang, with the music tuning up a beat or two before continuing. ♩ They say we're out of control, some say we're sinners ─ ♩

I heard the daughter of Mulan greet me a little 'Hey' before continuing her conversation with the other girls.

My closed eyes didn't last long as the two AKs stepped out of the room, followed by a certain white-haired boy minutes later, grasping his laptop.

It hasn't come to my mind to either follow them into this ridiculous plan on stealing the Fairy Godmother's Wand or to watch them try and slowly contemplate on following the VKs.

Even if I thought of it, even for a short second, I always depended on fate to straighten this for me. Whilst I always brushed it off.

But as soon as the 'what if' questions come creeping into my mind, ─ slowly taking over the other thoughts and pushing the others away, ─ I would think about it. And when I say think about it, really I would.

I'd search for the pros and cons of each choice and pick which one will be my choice.

My thoughts were somewhat blurred because of certain voices, talking about something I couldn't really put my finger on.

"I can see it whenever you're near her,─" Evie said but getting cut off my Mal halfway through her sentence.

"Evie, those feelings are a sign of weakness."

My mind immediately went to possible topics of what they could be talking about. With the back and forth banter, I really can't feel a bit weirded out by it.

Though my short 'healing' session also didn't last long, as the said white-haired boy pulled my earphones out of my ears.

I knitted my brows and looked up to De Vil who was already looking down at me.
"What?"

"Did you hear anything?" He asked.

"No. Not that I want to know."

I sat up and pulled out the other one, cutting off the playing song; 'Love Story by Taylor Swift'. As gross as that sounds, the song's actually good.

But I swear I could see a little smirk tug at the boy's lips for a moment whilst he walked back to his laptop.

"So... what were you guys doin'?"

Evie shot her head up to meet my gaze, almost as if there was something else on her mind.

"Oh, nothing. Just about the wand and...

"Yeah. I'm gonna let that one slide for now." I narrowed my eyes as I sat up straight. My mind was racing with thoughts of what they could have talked about earlier. Was it really that Wand, or was it something else?

l leaned against the bed pole, in an attempt to search for my sketchbook and pencil from my bagpack, crouching while scavenging for them.

I let go a breath of relief while throwing myself on Evie's bed. My fingers flipped through pages that were already sketched on, while my eyes searched for an empty page.

I can't help but flip faster through the pages where I drew my so-called lover.

My hand rested on an empty page, finally.

Lover... I can't call him that now, not after what he did.

✱ ✱ ✱

   I woke up, a little tired after last night.

Though, I didn't mind and sat up straight on my bed. Then I looked around, Lonnie wasn't here, and the shower wasn't running.

I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, splashing my face with ice-cold water before blinking away the remaining tiredness.

Another day... more problems to face. I thought, shaking my head whilst a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips.

The dorm was oddly quiet, since if Lonnie was here, everything would have a sound. My brown hair was tied back into a loose bun as I brushed my teeth.

My thoughts scrambled around as they tried to get ready for the day. Keeping things organised, as I would say.

The morning sun seeped through the thin curtains as I picked my outfit for the day from my closet.

I slid on a black tee and put on ash black jeans, followed by a pair of wine red boots and a ruby red leather jacket.

Really different from what I usually wear, ─ basically a combination of red,
grey-ish purple, a little gold and sometimes black or white, ─ but it's fine.

Change is good. Sometimes.

I took a peek on what I was wearing, plus I styled it a little so it wouldn't look as boring, then grabbed my red and beige bagpack walked out my dorm.

No class, yay.

"Mornin' Aryan." I greeted as I unlocked my locker.

"Hey."

I grabbed some of the books for classes after the 'big game', and made room for them in my bag. But unbeknownst to me, the boy next to me was stealing glances from time to time as I did so.

"So... you know about the Coronation, right?"

I zipped my bag and hung it on my right shoulder, "Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, I wanted to ask you if..." Though I saw a speck of hesitation in his eyes, I let do what he wanted. "you were going..?"

"Yeah, of course I am."

"Oh, right. Of course you are." He let out a short breathy chuckle as I knitted my brows and smiled slightly.

"Well, I should go." I cracked a smirk, peeping over his left shoulder as I watched the other VKs with Ben.

"Yeah, see you."

"See you."

A/N: Just realised "Fire on Fire" by Sam Smith was realised in 2019. But, idk the exact year the VKs are in the movie! So... let's just pretend it was 2019, yeah?